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get this you guys
treaties may be interpreted as giving first nations special status within canadian society! this can be seen as something not in keeping with official multicultural policy! well jeepers creepers! what to do? imagine what could happen if we decided to draft up a policy that recognized americans as canadian subjects. we'd all be fucked! the sonsabitches'd kill us! let's all cross our fingers and hope that kind of thing never happens again.
today i'm writing you all from workstation 3 in the u of s learning resource centre. this joint is as busy as a saturday night butt-slamming party on freeport drive. encroaching deadlines are making it impossible to find a computer, so computerless students are everywhere, like an omnipresent piglet when the institutional sow's out of teets. it's distracting. its like turf it buster, i'm writing a log. scrammoose.
that's actually a far more accurate discription of what's happening here.
there is a lot of fucking snow outside. the rapper i mean. like i think he must have shot himself with a molecular replication gun or something. i don't know if you heard about it or what, but it was in the news here so. yeah. he's all over the place. seriously. you walk outside here, and all you can hear is a bunch of unintelligible rasta noises. brrrrrrrricky-don-do. whip down me punts and look up me bottom. stuff like that.
i should really go study now though.
treaties may be interpreted as giving first nations special status within canadian society! this can be seen as something not in keeping with official multicultural policy! well jeepers creepers! what to do? imagine what could happen if we decided to draft up a policy that recognized americans as canadian subjects. we'd all be fucked! the sonsabitches'd kill us! let's all cross our fingers and hope that kind of thing never happens again.
today i'm writing you all from workstation 3 in the u of s learning resource centre. this joint is as busy as a saturday night butt-slamming party on freeport drive. encroaching deadlines are making it impossible to find a computer, so computerless students are everywhere, like an omnipresent piglet when the institutional sow's out of teets. it's distracting. its like turf it buster, i'm writing a log. scrammoose.
that's actually a far more accurate discription of what's happening here.
there is a lot of fucking snow outside. the rapper i mean. like i think he must have shot himself with a molecular replication gun or something. i don't know if you heard about it or what, but it was in the news here so. yeah. he's all over the place. seriously. you walk outside here, and all you can hear is a bunch of unintelligible rasta noises. brrrrrrrricky-don-do. whip down me punts and look up me bottom. stuff like that.
i should really go study now though.